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My Possibilities


I am free

To be what I want to be...

I can fight overseas

Or even raise bees

I can dance or I can sing

I might even work for bing

But is it really true

That I can get a job out of the blue?

Because if I really can,

I'd have no interesting plans

For the only job that would change me...

Would be to plant a million trees

 

 

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